Balance

A breath placed on a tray
the curse is light, fleeting;
why are there so many chairs?
It’s confusing.

There aren’t any eyes left
so it’s a struggle to stay upright.

A firm foothold in happiness
means a loss of balance
and possibly disillusionment.
It’s heartbreaking.

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